Living alone

Her tattoo reads, "out of order"
Broken minds, broken bones
Nothing works out like It's meant to be
You just crawl your way through life
Never knowing If things are gonna be ok
No friends,no family
Life getting so out of hand
You fear death, but you just don't care
You exist
You don't live
Politicians, religion
It all fades
You believe what you taught yourself
You believe what you learned
Not what society,others, culture
Wound into your head
Writing on the bathroom walls to your soul
You graffiti your heart yourself
Broken heart, Broken soul
Whose to say if we die we won't meet again
Till the death sensation takes hold